dual personalities

Tag: nature

Tuesday musings

by chuckofish

Yesterday when I was working upstairs in my guest bedroom/office, I witnessed another amazing “tonic of wildness” event. A juvenile hawk of some kind was engaged in a spirited tussle with a squirrel.

Clearly the squirrel was messing with the hawk’s mind. He would hide under the Hosta and then dart out and up the tree. The hawk would fly around the tree and the squirrel would go back under the Hosta.

See the hawk on the left and the squirrel in the middle of the tree?

Hawks are not designed to fly around trees. The squirrel could have gotten away easily if it wanted, but it kept doing it and the hawk got more and more disoriented.

What’s happening?

Finally the hawk gave up and flew up in the tree. (I hope it didn’t have a vindictive parent.) I bet that squirrel was laughing it up big time with his buddies later.

All this happened in between Zoom calls. What a life.

In other news our powder room renovation was finally completed last week! We started it last year, but it was sidelined along with some other projects. Last week it was painted and the wallpaper went up. It looks great! I can’t take pictures in a bathroom, but this will give you an idea…

The wallpaper is Thibaut and it brings me joy! Elephants, camels, monkeys!

My old friend WWII Guy posted this quote on his Facebook page. We all know the line about an invincible summer from Albert Camus’ essay “Return to Tipasa,” but this enlarged quote seems to be a “fake” (misattributed) Camus quote:

“He said, ‘In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm. I realized, through it all, that in the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger—something better, pushing right back.’”

I like it anyway.

The tonic of wildness*

by chuckofish

This is the first time I have seen actual red toadstools growing in my yard!

They are not big enough for a bunny to hide under…

But still, kind of exciting. What’s next?

In other flora and fauna news, I nearly stepped on this guy as he blended smoothly onto my welcome mat.

Just a moth you say, but pretty darn cool. The world is more than we know.

“If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable.”

–Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

A guy whose blog I follow writes:

In the last 5 months I have painted a bathroom, 2 doors and 3 windows. Refinished a countertop, 2 desks and a floor. Moved 7,000 pounds of river jacks into a dozen locations. Repaired 2 eaves. Reset a mailbox. Repaired and repainted 3 damaged walls. Recreated a magnetic catch for a large door. Used my plumbing snake, twice, for the first time in 20 years.

I am impressed and wish I could say I had done just a few of those things. I have sorted through stuff. I have played pentominoes with the contents of several closets. I have shredded paper. I have dusted bookshelves and thought about how I need more bookshelves. I have brought toys up from the basement.

And I have managed to keep doing my job. Big points for this!

This weekend will be another quiet one. Probably no wee babes, since they have started back at school, but I am hoping for a visit from the boy later today. Have a good weekend! Chin chin and all that.

*Henry David Thoreau

“Come, let us walk in the light of the Lord!”*

by chuckofish

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The weather was pretty great this weekend–especially on Sunday–so I did a lot of yard work. Daughter #1 gave me a nifty kneeler/garden seat so I wanted to try it out and it was great–my aging back thanks her!

I also took a lot of breaks on the patio (my allergies were acting up) and watched the birds who were all very busy. I was definitely cramping the style of a Cardinal couple who seemed to be nest building in this bush.

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Ah, the wonders of nature–you don’t have to look far–they’re right in your own backyard!

The wee babes came over for my birthday on Friday night and I got a lot of baby time, especially with the wee bud who was wearing tiny overalls.IMG_1072.jpgThe OM got Lottie and she passed out. (Was it his thermo-nuclear death breath?)IMG_1070.jpg

And I got presents too!

One such present was Hunt for the Wilderpeople (2016) which my dual personality gave me. It is a film from New Zealand,

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…and we enjoyed it very much when we watched it Saturday night. So if you are looking for something different (and PG rated), this is the film for you! It is funny and charming and shot entirely in beautiful New Zealand.

I also got a start on putting together the wedding invitations for daughter #2’s upcoming nuptials. (Hat tip to daughter #1 who called the Service Bureau to double check the correct order of rsvp card/direction card/reply envelope/invitation!)

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Since we had worked hard in the yard, the OM and I treated ourselves to our first trip of the season to Ted Drewe’s.

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It is the simple pleasures in life that are the best, right?

Now it is back to the salt mine. Have a good week!

*Isaiah 2:5

Note to self

by chuckofish

In America we have porcupines.

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In Britain (and Europe) they have hedgehogs.

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Even though they share similar spiny protective “armour” they are unrelated.

But news flash: I gather that hedgehogs are endangered in England. The Hay Quaker blog had a link to this Hedgehog Rescue blog.

Hedgehog populations are in freefall! This is troubling indeed. I have always loved hedgehogs. They are my spirit animal.

So a toast and a prayer for the lowly hedgehog!

And hello, this is why you will never find me hiking in Yellowstone. This is seriously my greatest fear in Life.

Give me a hedgehog any day.

[She] has the elegance of the hedgehog: on the outside, she’s covered in quills, a real fortress, but my gut feeling is that on the inside, she has the same simple refinement as the hedgehog: a deceptively indolent little creature, fiercely solitary – and terribly elegant.
– Muriel Barbery (The Elegance of the Hedgehog)